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I moved into the men's room apartments about a year ago. It's been a pretty nice apartment for the money now that I'm retired. It is a great group of guys.
I came back in after hanging out outside with the guys. We walked down to the liquor store and bought some cigars and beer. We sat on the benches out front most of the night.
It was a warm night. I wore my red button up shirt. jean shorts. Some red sheer socks. My tassel loafers.
After a cigar and a few beers I head in for the night. When I get to my door I take my loafers off. I put them alongside my other loafers and shoes. Sometimes the hallways stink here because most all the men do.
I walked into my apartment for the night and sat down in my recliner. I was going to go to bed but I just passed out.
In The morning I get up and get dressed with some more shorts, shirt socks. I step out my door to put on my dark brown loafers but not there. Where the hell did they go? Maybe I took them off in the house somewhere. I'll just wear my black ones.
So I head on down to the store for the morning. Pick up some lunch meat, bread, cheese, and coffee.
I walk back to my apartment.
When I get inside I'll look around and I don't see my loafers wonder what the hell I do with them. Hmmm.
I go join the other guys outside. We all walk down and get some beer and cigars. My feet are getting kind of sweaty.
When I get back I'll go inside to the hallway to change my loafers.
When I got back, I noticed my loafers are back. Hmmm. Interesting.
I went back out and talked to some of the other guys. One of them mentioned their shoes had been disappearing and reappearing. So we decided we gang up on whoever it was. We would set a trap.
That evening I went and took my loafers off and put them by my door. I sat right inside my door. A lot of the other guys did the same.
It wasn't long. The hallway speaker says. He's at Robert's. Let's get him guys.
We all rush out our doors and we go to my neighbor's two doors down. He starts to run but both ends of the hallway are covered. He's trapped.
One of the guys grabs an arm and another guy grabs the other arm. I slap some handcuffs on him. We haul him into Roberts.
We put him on his back on the floor. Robert grabs some chairs and we all sit around him.
He's now surrounded by old men's feet and loafers. Some of us have socks. Some of us don't.
I sit up close to his head.
We all laugh at him.
Robert says, Now boy. You want to taste old man's feet. You want to smell our loafers. You're going to now boy.
We all laugh.
I take one loafer off and set it on his face. I push it down hard. So he can't breathe. Only through the loafer.
All the rest of the guy starts stepping on him. Some of them stand up and step down on him good. Including cock and balls.
Everybody takes our loafers off. Would pile them all on his head.We don't have to push down anymore there's just no way you can breathe anyway.
We all rub our feet all over him.
John goes and gets some beer. We all have beer and cigars while we rub our feet on him.
Every now and then somebody thumps his balls. It all can't be enjoyable. If he wants our feet he has to pay. He pays all night
I moved into the men's room apartments about a year ago. It's been a pretty nice apartment for the money now that I'm retired. It is a great group of guys.
I came back in after hanging out outside with the guys. We walked down to the liquor store and bought some cigars and beer. We sat on the benches out front most of the night.
It was a warm night. I wore my red button up shirt. jean shorts. Some red sheer socks. My tassel loafers.
After a cigar and a few beers I head in for the night. When I get to my door I take my loafers off. I put them alongside my other loafers and shoes. Sometimes the hallways stink here because most all the men do.
I walked into my apartment for the night and sat down in my recliner. I was going to go to bed but I just passed out.
In The morning I get up and get dressed with some more shorts, shirt socks. I step out my door to put on my dark brown loafers but not there. Where the hell did they go? Maybe I took them off in the house somewhere. I'll just wear my black ones.
So I head on down to the store for the morning. Pick up some lunch meat, bread, cheese, and coffee.
I walk back to my apartment.
When I get inside I'll look around and I don't see my loafers wonder what the hell I do with them. Hmmm.
I go join the other guys outside. We all walk down and get some beer and cigars. My feet are getting kind of sweaty.
When I get back I'll go inside to the hallway to change my loafers.
When I got back, I noticed my loafers are back. Hmmm. Interesting.
I went back out and talked to some of the other guys. One of them mentioned their shoes had been disappearing and reappearing. So we decided we gang up on whoever it was. We would set a trap.
That evening I went and took my loafers off and put them by my door. I sat right inside my door. A lot of the other guys did the same.
It wasn't long. The hallway speaker says. He's at Robert's. Let's get him guys.
We all rush out our doors and we go to my neighbor's two doors down. He starts to run but both ends of the hallway are covered. He's trapped.
One of the guys grabs an arm and another guy grabs the other arm. I slap some handcuffs on him. We haul him into Roberts.
We put him on his back on the floor. Robert grabs some chairs and we all sit around him.
He's now surrounded by old men's feet and loafers. Some of us have socks. Some of us don't.
I sit up close to his head.
We all laugh at him.
Robert says, Now boy. You want to taste old man's feet. You want to smell our loafers. You're going to now boy.
We all laugh.
I take one loafer off and set it on his face. I push it down hard. So he can't breathe. Only through the loafer.
All the rest of the guy starts stepping on him. Some of them stand up and step down on him good. Including cock and balls.
Everybody takes our loafers off. Would pile them all on his head.We don't have to push down anymore there's just no way you can breathe anyway.
We all rub our feet all over him.
John goes and gets some beer. We all have beer and cigars while we rub our feet on him.
Every now and then somebody thumps his balls. It all can't be enjoyable. If he wants our feet he has to pay. He pays all night
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